Superstars of Tomorrow

Fang Zhao returned a message to the other side. The second uncle seemed to be a little excited. He did not use voice contact, but the words that came from it could be seen. The other party was very happy and sent a photo.

Fang Zhao can know from the memory left by the original master that the two uncles have four appearances, two uncles and two sisters, and two cousins, and there is one more girl in the photo. Two sisters gave birth to a little sister, and now she is six years old.

In the next few days, the entire department was rushing to work, and finally finished the fourth movement on the 24th, which means that the virtual project department's anniversary holiday is about to begin. On the 25th, the party called them out for a big meal and then left.

The poodle dog will not take it, but let Zeng Huang and Wan Yue help to look after it.

On January 26, Fang Zhao took a car from a company familiar with Zu Wen, from Qi'an City to Yanbei City. The technician was also from Yanbei City, only working in Qi'an City. It was known that Fang Zhao had to return to Yanbei, and the man offered to take the initiative.

However, the final destination of the technician was not in one place. One in the urban area and one in the other side of the city, the party refused to send the other party directly to the home, and went directly to Yanbei City. A taxi.

"Go to the streets?"

"Correct."

"There will be a bit of congestion there. There are so many people recently, so it will be slower and more expensive." The taxi driver said.

"To understanding."

Fang Zhao looked out the window, the crowds along the street slowed down, passing through the crowded square, there was a moment, Fang Zhao had a kind of life, and returned to the original point. If there is no last days, when the big festivals, the world seems to be like this. Crowded but lively, full of joy everywhere.

However, that feeling soon disappeared. The end of the century is true, and the new era has long since changed.

The trains on the track are flying, and the airborne cars come and go. I can't get back to the original point because the world is still improving.

"Hey, the street is here!"

Outside, there are high-rise buildings on both sides, and the residential buildings are dense. The good thing is that the distance between the two buildings is relatively large, and the streets below are not dim in the daytime.

On the upper floor of the residents with nearly 100 floors, there will be a corridor extending outwards every five floors, which can accommodate two cars, but this does not allow vehicles to drive fast. On the upper side of the corridor, there will be a more prominent semi-circular platform, which is a parking belt with numbers written on it, which means that this is the first parking belt on this floor.

"On the 25th floor, the next parking zone will stop," Fang Zhao said.

The memory of the second uncle's address in the brain has long been blurred, but when I talked a few days ago, the second uncle seems to have expected that the call could not remember the address, so the specific address was sent. Call as long as you can find it according to the above.

When I got off the bus and paid for it, Fang Zhaogang walked out of the parking lot and saw a group of children rushing over. The above-mentioned buildings ran a little slower and eager to get flushed. No way, the number of people sent by the elevator was limited, and they could not catch up. A glimpse can only wait for the elevator to go up.

Turning his head and looking behind him, Fang Zhao saw a float slowly approaching and stopped at the place where the taxi had just stopped.

Whether it is Qi'an City or Yanbei City, you can often see some lovely flower floats running around. Those are the floats that sell sugar, and the children like it.

The window opened by the float is full of all kinds of sugar, the dazzling color, the sweet smell, and the iconic music of the sugar-selling float. It is always surrounded by children.

The float just stopped, and the child running in front rushed over. He was skilled at several sugars that he liked in the purchase range. The children who ran slower later rushed to scream, and they worried that several of them were picked.

Fang Zhao looked at the children who were squeezing into the float, and his face was smiling.

In his own memory, what childhood is like, has long been blurred, but, seeing those children chasing and running, some vague memories have reappeared, not clear, but have remained.

I was going to lift my feet and leave it to the children who had only sugar in their eyes. They just lifted their feet and saw a familiar face in the children’s group.

The six-year-old girl flexibly circumvented the two "big guys" in front of her, came to the window selling sugar, picked up a few feet, and the salesman wearing a childish candy suit smiled from the window. Remove some sugar from the shelf and hand it to the little girl.

The little girl who took the sugar lifted the hand wearing the bear's bracelet, patted it in the payment area of ​​the window, turned and wanted to leave, and looked up and looked at a little bear sugar inserted at the top of the window.

The sugar flower carts in this area are all placed according to the consumption level of the residents in this area. The more expensive ones sell less, so the position is high.

A few children around me also looked at the sugar at the top of the window, but they just had an eye addiction, knowing that they couldn't buy it, and the family gave limited money.

"That kind of sugar gives me one."

The salesman who was smiling at the small customers heard the sound and looked up. He was a young man, snoring, and then smiled and removed the sugar he was referring to from the shelf.

The little girl who just bought the sugar also looked up and looked at it. Then she was shocked: "Call the brother?"

“Fang Xiaoling?” Fang Zhao asked, bowing his head.

This little girl is Fang Ling, the six-year-old daughter of the second uncle. Because when she was born, the second uncle and the second brother heard the bell ringing, and gave Fang Ling the name. The little name was called Xiao Ling.

"I am!" Fang Ling nodded hard. In the past few days, she always showed the photos of Fang Zhao to them, but the photos were all before the party was called to the university. After six years, the changes still existed, but Fang Ling still had the right name at the first glance. It’s really recognized, or the child’s subconscious mind will buy sugar people to the people they know.

The children around looked at Fang Ling enviously. It turned out to be Fang Ling’s brother. Fang Ling was really happy, and some people bought sugar.

"Hello, your sugar." The salesperson handed the sugar to the party.

Fang Ling’s eyes widened, and the bright light flashed in her eyes, full of expectation. Then, I saw her cousin who met for the first time in six years, took the sugar she had thought for a long time, and ate it herself.

Looking at the sugar on the candy stick that was bitten off the bear's head, and then look at the party that eats sugar, Fang Xiaoling is dumbfounded.

The float salesperson and other children around him are also dumbfounded. Dare to buy this sugar is your own? !

Under the gaze of a circle around him, Fang Zhao calmly eats all the sugar.

They also eat sugar in the last days, but the sugar is completely prepared as a combat material. It tastes bad and can harden the walnuts. But as long as they provide enough energy, they like it. Everything is "adding enough energy". So, I won't care about the taste. Like this kind of sugar that is purely a snack, it has been eaten for a long time.

The soft candy wrapped in powdered sugar slowly opened in the mouth, and the lingering sweetness spread with warmth, seeming to dispel the cold of winter.

However, Fang Zhao is just a taste of fresh, by the way to tease children, do not like these things. Fang Xiaoling, who was stunned by the eyes, Fang Zhao swept the eye-catching car and said to the salesperson: "Is that also sold?"

The salesperson turned his head and looked at the position pointed by Fang Zhao, where it was a transparent bear-like box filled with the sugar just now.

"Sell...sell."

"That I want."

"Ah? Oh, okay!" The salesman moved over the half-meter-high box. "There are fifty 'Little White Bears' on this façade, you can count." She didn't expect to come out today, she could directly It’s hard to sell one sugar in this weekday and sell a whole box!

Fang Zhao opened the box and looked at the children around him who had not left. "If you can line up from short to high within ten seconds, I will give you one each."

The little boy who was present didn't have a ten-second concept at all, but when it was a "second" level, the hula cheered.

"Ten, Nine, Eight..."

The children who were originally close to each other because they wanted to argue before and after, and when they heard the call of the party, they did not want to fight, and quickly stood in the team.

Fang Ling looked at the team and looked at Fang Zhao. He rushed into the team and found the place to enter.

The salesman in the float opened his mouth and looked at the group of children who were still crowded in the window. Within a few breaths, they became a long strip. When the team was about to leave the parking zone, they turned back. "S" type arrangement.

Someone passed by on the twenty-fifth floor of the airway, and they all looked at it curiously. Some people in the building also opened the window and squatted here.

"...three, two, one, time is up! I have to review it."

Fang Zhao looked at the team with a serious look, and made the children in the team nervous, for fear that they would stand in the wrong place without sugar.

"Alright. Ok, now from the first one, come to me to get sugar."

Thirty-two children present at the scene, after the split, there are still 18 left in the box, and Fang Zhaolian handed the box to Fang Ling.

"Give it to me?" Fang Ling was so shocked that he almost dropped the sugar in his hand. "Really give it to me?"

Fang Zhao nodded, "Don't you?"

"Yes! Thank you, brother!"

Fang Ling, who hugged the box tightly, turned from a silly to a smirk.

Then, when Fang Fang Eryi opened the door, he saw two people, one big and one small, with the powdered sugar on their lips.